The art of being kind is all the world needs. Ella Wheeler Wilcox More Quotes by Ella Wheeler Wilcox More Quotes From Ella Wheeler Wilcox God sent us here to make mistakes Ella Wheeler Wilcox making-mistakes mistake Love is the only duty that we know. Ella Wheeler Wilcox duty knows love-is It has always been my belief that children inherit the suppressed tendencies of their parents. A clergyman's son frequently shows abnormal tastes for the pleasures that his father denied himself. Ella Wheeler Wilcox father children son Content is not the pathway to great deeds. Ella Wheeler Wilcox pathways contentment deeds But though that place I never gain, Ella Wheeler Wilcox pain comfort lying We ought to make the moments notes Of happy glad Thanksgiving; The hours and days, a silent praise Of music we are living. Ella Wheeler Wilcox thanksgiving moments praise The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer, Ella Wheeler Wilcox stronger night life Why dost thou shrink from my approach, O Man? Why dost thou ever flee in fear, and cling To my false rival, Life? I do but bring Thee rest and calm. Then wherefore dost thou ban And curse me? Since the forming of God's plan I have not hurt or harmed a mortal thing, I have bestowed sweet balm for every sting, And peace eternal for earth's stormy span. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad hurt sweet I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your love were plighted, But couldn't you be my friend? Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad summer firsts Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou wouldst be proving Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is not loving; Let thy faith speak for thee. Ella Wheeler Wilcox lips strong friendship Oh! not for the great departed, Who formed our country's laws, And not for the bravest-hearted, Who died in freedom's cause, And not for some living hero To whom all bend the knee, My muse would raise her song of praise - But for the man to be. Ella Wheeler Wilcox song appreciation country I think I never passed so sad an hour, Dear friend, as that one at the church to-night. The edifice from basement to the tower Was one resplendent blaze of coloured light. Ella Wheeler Wilcox friendship night thinking While forced to dwell apart from thy dear face, Love, robed like sorrow, led me by the hand And taught my doubting heart to understand That which has puzzled all the human race. Ella Wheeler Wilcox race heart love And he who has dwelt with his heart alone, Hears all the music in friendship's tone. So better and better I comprehend How sorrow ever would be our friend. Ella Wheeler Wilcox forgiveness sorrow heart There was hell in her eyes! She was worn and jaded Her soul is at war with the life she has led. As I looked on that face so strangely faded I wonder God did not strike me dead. Ella Wheeler Wilcox forgiveness eye war Lady beware. Fan not the harmless glow Of admiration into ardent love, Lean not with red curled smiling lips above The flickering spark of sinless flame, and blow, Lest in the sudden waking of desire Thou, like the child, shalt perish in the fire. Ella Wheeler Wilcox heart love children Even so We find the sea of sorrow. Black as night The sullen surface meets our frightened gaze, As down we sink to darkness and despair. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sea appreciation night Let mine not be that saddest fate of all To live beyond my greater self; to see My faculties decaying, as the tree Stands stark and helpless while its green leaves fall... "She lives, but all her usefulness is past." Ella Wheeler Wilcox fate appreciation fall Give her not greatness. For great souls must stand Alone and lonely in this little world: Cleft rocks that show the great Creator's hand, Thither by earthquakes hurled. Ella Wheeler Wilcox greatness lonely appreciation The passion you forbade my lips to utter Will not be silenced. You must hear it in The sullen thunders when they roll and mutter: And when the tempest nears, with wail and din, I know your calm forgetfulness is broken, And to your heart you whisper, "He has spoken." Ella Wheeler Wilcox passion heart love
